"Kill!" Bai Tou roared wildly, and first punched Jiang Cheng.

Looking at the approaching Bai Hun Soul Martial Artist, Jiang Cheng did not dodge or dodge, until the fist wind came to his face, he suddenly punched out, and the chubby Battle Soul Cold Ice Dragon in the Dantian Spirit Sea suddenly lit up, and the ice blue spiritual power on the fist surged out.

Bang!

The two fists collided silently, and the imaginary violent collision sound did not come out.

The white-headed figure that rushed the fastest froze there in an instant, and a touch of ice blue sè instantly spread to his whole body, and a blue sè iceman suddenly appeared in this icy and snowy place.

The moment it appeared, a terrifying crack exploded from the white head that had turned into an ice sculpture, and a crisp clatter suddenly sounded, like the most terrifying magic sound, and the other three who rushed to the front were shocked.

Surrounded from afar, the white hunter who was using an arrow to shè Jiang Cheng, saw this scene, his eyes widened suddenly, and even the bone arrow in his hand was shocked and fell to the ground.

"Shhh

"It belongs to the spiritual power, devouring the spirit realm!" Looking at the white head that shattered into a block of ice under the punch, the other soul warrior stumbled with his upper and lower teeth and exclaimed.

It's not that he's timid, it's really because the scene in front of him is too terrifying.

The white head that rushed the fastest, after being hit by Jiang Cheng's punch again, shattered into ice cubes! Zhou's body was first frozen into ice by Jiang Cheng's spiritual power, and then smashed into pieces by Jiang Cheng's powerful fist.

He was sure that even Bai Ce, the great spirit prince of their tribe, did not have such terrifying combat power.

"Hmm, this ice spiritual power is so terrifying?" Looking at the enemy who turned into broken ice in front of him, it was Jiang Cheng himself, and he was also extremely surprised.

Jiang Cheng himself didn't expect that the ice spiritual power obtained by his battle soul evolution and fusion into the Ice Mantis Dragon would be so terrifying, far beyond his expectations, that even he himself had a moment of Spirit.

Jiang Cheng had thought that the spiritual power of this genus from the Ice Dragons was very powerful, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful.

But thinking about Matsuki's wood-based spiritual power that can heal serious injuries in a short period of time, it is also relieved.

However, the soul warriors of the Bai Hun Department obviously did not grasp Jiang Chengleng's fighter, and their extremely frightened expressions rose to their cheeks, like frightened sheep, and they scattered and fled wildly.

"Run, run, no matter who goes back, report all the situation here to the spirits" The voice of another revenant stopped abruptly.

He was hit by a cold ice spiritual power that Jiang Cheng lightly popped out, and he froze all over his body and froze in place, and in the next moment, Jiang Cheng kicked out at will, instantly kicking this soul martial artist into broken ice.

Slaughter!

Pure one-sided slaughter!

However, even though it was a massacre, Jiang Cheng did not show any mercy.

The heroic souls who died in battle need blood to pay tribute!

In a few breaths, only the two remaining soul warriors were killed by Jiang Cheng, and those hunters who escaped didn't even run out for a hundred meters.

Even if they fled separately and fanned, they would not be able to escape Jiang Cheng's pursuit.

In front of the Soul Devouring Realm martial artists, how could an ordinary hunter escape?

Even for the Bai Hun Tribe, the Spirit Devouring Realm Martial Artist is also the power of the clan of the town.

What's more, Jiang Cheng is not an ordinary Soul Devouring Realm martial artist, and the gap in the level of the battle soul may only be reflected in the cultivation speed and ** strength when he is in the Chengen Realm, but once he breaks through to the Spirit Devouring Realm, the quality of the battle soul directly determines the strength of a soul warrior's combat power.

Once the cultivation is broken through to the Soul Devouring Realm, under the same cultivation, the level of the battle soul level directly affects the final battle situation.

These battle souls in front of him are at most middle-grade soul warriors of the Yellow Rank, and in front of Jiang Cheng, they are not worth mentioning at all.

However, with the kung fu of Baixi, the Bai Hun people who stayed in Geshan to ambush Jiang Cheng were all killed.

I'm afraid that even Bai Ce, the Great Spirit Gong of the White Hun Division, who personally arranged the ambush at that time, couldn't have imagined that he thought that he could take down Jiang Cheng's strength nine times out of ten, but he was directly slaughtered by Jiang Cheng.

He never dreamed that in such a short period of time, Jiang Cheng's cultivation would soar from the sevenfold Chengen Realm to the Spirit Devouring Realm.

You must know that for ordinary soul warriors, even if it takes several years, they may not be able to break through the threshold of the Spirit Devouring Realm.

After killing these more than twenty people, Jiang Cheng took a deep breath and continued to sort out the corpses of the clansmen, especially after seeing Shi Tie's corpse, tears came out of his eyes again.

"Shi Tie, go with confidence, I will definitely find the clansmen and take care of my father. From now on, I will only be the Monkey King, and be an invincible Monkey King in my mind!"

With tears in his eyes, Jiang Cheng gathered all the corpses of the clansmen that could be found together, blasted out a big pit with a few punches, and then put the corpses of the clansmen into the pit one by one, and then found grease from the dilapidated clan house and poured it on the corpses of hundreds of clansmen.

In the next moment, flames rose into the sky.

Cremation of corpses, this is the rule of hunters in the mountains and forests, in the mountains and forests, if the corpses are not burned, and the burial place is uninhabited, the beasts that smell the smell of blood will destroy the corpses of the clansmen.

In the sky-high firelight, Jiang Cheng's figure twisted, and the long-standing slang song that only people in the mountains and forests could understand gradually drifted away with the wind, which was the song of the farewell people, sad and majestic.

"The tomb of the heroes of the Geshan Tribe!

"The tomb of the Linggong Lin E of the Geshan Division!

Among the stone chips, two stone tablets engraved with vigorous characters stood in front of the two graves full of new soil.

Ah Gong Lin E used secret techniques to detonate his spiritual power, and there were no bones, so Jiang Cheng could only find some relics of Ah Gong in the bamboo building that Ah Gong had already broken, and gave Ah Gong a clothed tomb.

In the next moment, Jiang Cheng's eyebrows were full of anger, and he dragged the corpses of the Baihun tribesmen who had just been killed and still had all the corpses left in front of the two new tombs, and the red string knife waved one by one, and more than a dozen good heads were sacrificed in front of the two new tombs.

"Ah Gong, Jiang Cheng, clansmen, rest in peace, I will definitely cut off the head of Bai Ce's old thief with my own hands to pay tribute to you and comfort the heroic soul!"

After doing this, Jiang Cheng stepped into the wooden building where Songyue once lived with some melancholy, and the moment he stepped in, all kinds of things appeared in front of Jiang Cheng's eyes.

Now that I think about it carefully, Songyue, who is like a little wife, is taking care of Jiang Cheng.

If Jiang Cheng's clothes are torn, Songyue will go to mend them, and if they are dirty, Songyue will quietly take them and wash them clean, and then put them at the head of Jiang Cheng's bed.

When Jiang Cheng was alone, Songyue would take the initiative to partner with Jiang Cheng, although it was because Jiang Cheng's cooking was fresher and more delicious.

But after eating, Matsuki will naturally wash off the dishes and chopsticks and clean them up.

At that time, Jiang Cheng had always had a strange feeling about that qiē.

Now, Jiang Cheng completely understands that that is what it feels like to be at home.

It's just that Jiang Cheng, as a modern person, always treats fourteen or fifteen-year-old girls as women, in fact, many fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls in the tribe have already become mothers.

Even many clansmen made fun of them, but Jiang Cheng never mentioned this stubble, and always felt that marriage would be at least eighteen years old.

Even when the two of them snuggled up to the river a few times ago, Jiang Cheng still insisted on his strange thoughts.

Thinking about it now, Jiang Cheng felt that he was extremely ridiculous, on the earth where he lived in his previous life, was there a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy as strong as him?

Taking a deep sniff, Jiang Cheng wanted to smell the faint fragrance that filled Songyue's room, but all he inhaled was the smell of blood that filled the entire Geshan region.

Touching the fine bite marks left by Songyue on the left side of his neck, Jiang Cheng's fist clenched suddenly: "Songyue, one day, I will definitely take you back!"

Turning around and going downstairs, Jiang Cheng ran to the two new graves, knelt on his knees and knocked his head three times, "Ah Gong, I'm going to take the dog head of Bai Ce's old thief to pay tribute to your heroic spirit!"

In the howling cold wind, Jiang Cheng's figure disappeared in the direction of the Tucheng of the White Hun Division, leaving only two stone tablets, and two new graves standing upright in the cold wind!

ps: In the Guangzhou annual meeting, Zhu San is still updated, can the brothers' recommendation votes be awesome!

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